Last week I sat on my friend’s carpet drinking wine and catching up. It was the same house our group of friends have spent many nights in, celebrating various milestones, birthdays, and baby showers. A few of our friends were missing, that’s to be expected these days. Where we used to be a tight knit group, dinner together once a week was the norm, everyone has spiraled out to their own paths. It’s bittersweet. There are so many days that I wish we were all still knotted up in our little town waiting for all of these wonderful life changes, I miss our little hopeful family. There is so much space between us all now that it is all unfolding, and it truly is unfolding better than we ever could have imagined.
I sat on the floor while TWO of our miracle babies slept soundly on their mamas. There is nothing more beautiful than seeing these ladies become the mothers that they dreamed to be.
One of our very own is leaving the state to go conquer Oregon. Who is going to show up to our parties an hour late now? Who is going to scout out the good wine at Gerrards? Who is going to wrap us up in squishy hugs and squeeze our elbow skin (barf)? While I will miss you, I am so so excited for your opportunity to follow your dreams.
So many festivities have come and gone with you girls. We have celebrated most birthdays and holidays together, including silly rooftop picnics for Summer Solstice. Can we all plan to Skype eachother for future events? Will it be the same?
There was the year we didn’t have a wedding…
… And the year that we did!
I hope we never stop finding ways to be close to each other, even when miles and time restraints get in the way…
So until we can all be together again, remember our rooftop days. I love you Dolls!